If I had a dollar
I could buy myself
Maybe for a moment
I could paint my own portrait
There must be a way
To collect my fragments
Remember the story
And collect the ashes
If I found a dollar
It would buy a map
That would take me home
Put me back together
There must be a way
To get myself whole
To finish the puzzle
Before the walls crack
There must be a way
To collect my fragments
To put them together
I’ll never come back
I’ll never come back
